On a side note, there used to be a block of flats in Salford callled Eddie Colman court, near to where his family would have lived when he was a youngster. Long time since i've been by there, is it still there or been knocked down now?
There’s an Eddie Colman Court on/near Frederick Rd which I believe is now Student Accommodation. I used to drive passed it when I drove myself to the matches.On a side note, there used to be a block of flats in Salford callled Eddie Colman court, near to where his family would have lived when he was a youngster. Long time since i've been by there, is it still there or been knocked down now?
Wow. I am a regular visitor to Tenerife and have read a lot and watched documentaries about that awful disaster, so bad it led to the creation of an entirely new airport on the south of the island.My mate lost his parents in the Tenerife air disaster on the 25th April 1980, I was with him when he was informed his parents had died in the crash. Devastating would be an understatement, he was a 21 year old happy go lucky brilliant friend to many, just started a new career, had a lovely girlfriend and had his whole life in front of him.
He started drinking heavily, gave up his job, lost his gf and most of his mates, he became a recluse.
He was left a small fortune, his Dad was a Company Director, but he lost everything, only child, house, death benefit, investments and savings, he blew the lot. He’s 63 now, on his own, no family and will not make contact with anyone.
I know it’s the younger generation who used to think it was ok to call those who lost their lives “Munichs” and make physical gestures but thankfully its a thing of the past and I for one will raise a glass to those mostly young men who perished in that disaster.
One of my friends at work was at Valley Parade on that fateful day in 1985, and he still can’t talk about it.Wow. I am a regular visitor to Tenerife and have read a lot and watched documentaries about that awful disaster, so bad it led to the creation of an entirely new airport on the south of the island.
So sad and agree 100%. There is a lot of collateral damage in any disaster, not just those who lose their lives directly. I’m sure there are people who survived Bradford, Ibrox and Hillsborough who were never ever the same people again
When we were younger and dafter we all said and did things we wouldn’t be proud of today. So glad that this shite seems to have all but vanished
Hence my article.The Munich songs and chants were embarrassing, but in all honesty, a whole generation have grown up in a different world with City finishing above United on a regular basis, and aside from the odd individual remark, it's not something I've heard at a City match for a good while.
What grates me more is the mythology surrounding the 57-58 season, and the generally forgotten fact that by February 1958, Wolves were starting to pull away from the Busby babes in the title race
All very sad, but let's remember the whole story and not just the bits that embellish the legend.
Brilliant but sad post, life is so precious, we have the craic, don’t want anyone to lose their life prematurely.I've told this story before but around 16 years ago, I was round at the late Sidney Rose's house. He had a huge fund of stories and I've got some stuff he gave me about his memories of supporting City.
It must have been about this time of year and we then got onto the subject of the crash, and he told me he'd flown out to help the medical care for the injured survivors. I think he said he spoke German, which obviously helped. He talked specifically about Duncan Edwards, who outwardly looked healthy but was clearly in desperate trouble, which puzzled the doctors somewhat. It was only after Edwards died that they realised his kidneys were badly damaged and that's what killed him.
We were nearly 50 years on from that moment then but he still had tears in his eyes when he spoke about it. It was a real first person insight into the tragedy.
Actually the new airport in the South was well under construction in 1977. You could see them flattening out the land from the top of Mount Teide. That was 3 years before the Dan Air disaster at Los Rodeos, which still operates as Tenerife North. We landed at Los Rodeos 2 days after the 2 jumbos crashed, on descent the crew put all the window blinds down.Wow. I am a regular visitor to Tenerife and have read a lot and watched documentaries about that awful disaster, so bad it led to the creation of an entirely new airport on the south of the island.
So sad and agree 100%. There is a lot of collateral damage in any disaster, not just those who lose their lives directly. I’m sure there are people who survived Bradford, Ibrox and Hillsborough who were never ever the same people again
When we were younger and dafter we all said and did things we wouldn’t be proud of today. So glad that this shite seems to have all but vanished
Well said, we all make mistakes, take’s a big person to admit it, doff’s cap.I'm not going to pretend I've never said it. I was younger then, stupid and uneducated.
Great piece to read.
I’d normally leave at a “like” but this deserves more, fantasticI may have told you this before and if so I apologise:
I was a wages office junior at Gardner's the engine makers at Peel Green and there were many red supporters working there on the factory floor and in the offices. In those days people weren't allowed to wander around the site, you had to stay either at your desk or at the machines. As the junior though I was sent on errands and to check clock card readings etc.
The newsagents on the corner across from the security office put a board up in the back bedroom window and posted bulletins every hour. The office manager, who was a stickler for the rules and always wanted to know where you were going and why, made it a point of finding me some query or other every hour during that period. She would say, Miss Blue (no first names until you'd been there at least 3 years!!) go and check x or y and read the bulletin and tell the lads in the factory. I would then go and report how they were all doing. I can still remember the horror on their faces when I had to tell them about Duncan Edwards. I was sobbing when I went to tell the foreman.
It was one of the most horrendous experiences of my life. I wandered back to the office in a daze and I remember them making me a cuppa even though it wasn't break time.
The 50th anniversary day when Richard Dunne and the lads walked out in silence for the laying of the wreath and City fans, who the media were convinced would 'spoil' the moment, behaved perfectly was one of the proudest times for me of being a City fan. The way our fans were that day was impeccable.
9/11?Where was I when JFK was shot tick
Where was I when Armstrong walked on the moon tick
As for anything else I have no idea.
My Wolves supporting father would have liked this post!The Munich songs and chants were embarrassing, but in all honesty, a whole generation have grown up in a different world with City finishing above United on a regular basis, and aside from the odd individual remark, it's not something I've heard at a City match for a good while.
What grates me more is the mythology surrounding the 57-58 season, and the generally forgotten fact that by February 1958, Wolves were starting to pull away from the Busby babes in the title race
All very sad, but let's remember the whole story and not just the bits that embellish the legend.